Date: Fri, 10 Sep 1999 15:47:15 GMT
From: Derek Flex
Subject: MuscleMan 5
The Ultimate Superhero -- MuscleMan
Episode Five -- MuscleMan Meets Stallion
by Derek Flex
MuscleMan turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. He didn't
bother to wash the cum off the shower door.
He toweled his superhuman muscular body off and slipped on a pair of tight
jogging shorts. His massive quads stretched the fabric to its limit. He
slowly hit a few eye-popping poses in the mirror and felt his cock with his
right hand. His 28 inch right arm bulged with ripples of veins and muscle
as he touched himself through his shorts.
He put on a tank top and walked into his apartment living room. It was
furnished very nicely. MuscleMan had money coming out of his ears, and his
decor showed it.
He grabbed the remote and flashed on the big screen TV and VCR. Some
morphed bodybuilder man-to-man sex video came on the screen. MuscleMan
leaned back in his chair and smiled as he watched the show. His cock
thickened. He put his hand on his shorts and pushed lightly.
A loud pounding at his front door interrupted the show. MuscleMan switched
off the equipment, walked to the door and opened it.
His heart quickened as he looked at the three men standing there. On his
left was Officer Scott, the musclecop he had muscle-raped about a month ago.
His thick, muscular build filled his uniform just as powerfully as it had
before. On the right was another cop. His height was the same 6'5" as
Scott (and MuscleMan himself), and about the same build as Scott -- pure, lean
muscle. He had short blonde hair, very short on the sides and a little
curly on top. His neck was muscular and thick, and his jaw was very square
and strong. The name badge on his uniform said "Williams."
In between these two muscular cops stood a black man who was fucking huge!
He was three or four inches taller than the other cops (and MuscleMan), and
he had to be more than 50 pounds heavier. And the additional weight was all
MUSCLE. It appeared that there was not an ounce of fat on this guy. He was
extremely handsome. He smiled a devilishly confident smile. His neck
looked like a tower of black stone. He had a small mustache. He looked an
awful lot like Chris Cormier, but much more huge. His chest and shoulders
were so extremely thick that he looked like he was wearing armor. But it
was just his incredible physique, bulging and pressing against his black
T-shirt. The fabric hugged his whole torso. Muscle upon muscle rippled on
his arms. They were every bit as big as MuscleMan's 25 inch arms. But his
black, paper-thin skin made the musculature of his guns look even more
POWERFUL! The sleeves of his black shirt were forced up toward his huge
delts by the sheer mass of his bi's and tri's.
MuscleMan didn't think a man existed who could rival his own supreme body.
But standing before him was the man who did just that. MuscleMan had
battled many men before. Some of them were bigger than he was. But no man
was stronger. MuscleMan wondered to himself if this black mountain of
muscle had mere mortal strength, like the others he had fought, or if this
guy was as strong and intimidating as he looked.
Before anyone could say anything, the three men pushed their way inside
MuscleMan's apartment, shoving him inside. The combined force of the three
bodybuilders definitely caught MuscleMan off guard. As soon as they got
inside, the black muscle mass turned around and closed the door and locked
it. His back was like the side of a building! His upper body tapered to a
narrow, tight waist. The guy had incredibly round and solid looking glutes.
They fought the fabric of his jeans. MuscleMan was nearly dumbfounded.
This guy wasn't necessarily BIGGER than MuscleMan (although he was taller),
but it was just so amazing to see someone who was in the same LEAGUE as
MuscleMan!
While MuscleMan stood in his entryway eying the black prince before him, the
two cops quickly made their move. Scott bent toward MuscleMan and quickly
snapped a handcuff on his left wrist. Williams did the same with another
set of handcuffs, snapping them on MuscleMan's right wrist. MuscleMan
instantly flexed his arms and nearly lifted the two cops off the floor as he
pushed them away. Williams hit the wall. Scott tripped and fell to the
floor. Each of MuscleMan's wrists had a set of handcuffs on them, but
neither was connected to anything. They hung from MuscleMan's wrists like
dangling jewelry. The black guy just stood there.
Williams and Scott got up and moved toward MuscleMan again. Each one
grabbed one of MuscleMan's arms and began struggling with the rippling 25
inches of pure muscle. MuscleMan bent his arms and lifted both men into the
air. He tossed them away again. The black guy stood there and smiled just
a bit.
The two cops made their third attempt to restrain MuscleMan. It failed as
well.
Now, the black guy took a few steps toward MuscleMan. "Maybe you two
officer-ettes need some help," he said. His voice was low and resonant. He
took another step toward MuscleMan. He was now inches in front of him. His
four inches of superior height gave him an advantage. He grabbed
MuscleMan's left arm with both of his hands and instructed the two cops to
grab the right wrist and put it behind his back. MuscleMan resisted. The
black guy strained, but he was able to keep MuscleMan's arm down and back.
The two cops weren't quite as successful. MuscleMan jerked his right hand
free and pushed the cops back. Then he quickly landed a powerful blow
against the cobblestone sheet of metal that seemed to compose the black
man's abs.
MuscleMan's fist made a thud sound as it impacted the black guy's abs. The
black man flinched just a bit, but didn't budge. MuscleMan's fist buckled.
His wrist sprained. He hadn't expected this guy's abs to be so solid. That
was stupid, he thought. Didn't get a good angle.
While MuscleMan recovered, the two cops quickly moved again. "Hurry up, you
gords," the black guy said. The cops grabbed MuscleMan's right arm again
and began to bend it behind his back. MuscleMan struggled against the three
men for what seemed like hours. In reality it took only about two minutes
for the three of them to double handcuff MuscleMan. Soon, they had him in
ankle shackles as well. MuscleMan was totally restrained. His muscular
body bulged and rippled as he tried to free himself. But he was trapped.
For the first time in his life, he felt panic. His heart raced.
The huge black guy stepped close to MuscleMan. He said "They call me
Stallion." He smiled at MuscleMan and flashed his bright teeth. His
handsome face was enough to make most men ache with envy. "We--my cop
friends here--and me, we thought you might like to go for a little 'horsey
ride.'" Stallion grinned more, and moved within inches of MuscleMan's face.
He made a low, grunting sound as he smiled into MuscleMan's expressionless
eyes. Hot breath steamed out of his nostrils and onto MuscleMan's face. He
continued, "Seems you had an unfortunate run-in with my friend, Officer
Scott, here. Bad mistake on your part. I don't take kindly to guys
muscling my friends around." Stallion exhaled on MuscleMan's face again.
"I think I'm gunna give you a little taste of your own medicine, Garrett."
He paused for a second and then said, "No. Make that a BIG taste of your
own medicine." He chuckled.
Stallion moved just a little closer and his massive body brushed up against
MuscleMan's restrained frame. Stallion brought his hands up and with one
quick rip, he tore the tank top off of MuscleMan. He opened his fingers and
it fell to the floor. MuscleMan's muscular upper body was motionless except
for an occasional rippling flex of his triceps as he strained against the
handcuffs behind him. Scott and Williams held onto his wrists, to help keep
him still.
The black Stallion moved his huge right hand up onto MuscleMan's arm.
"Officer Scott told me how incredibly huge and strong you are. Seems he's
right." Stallion squeezed MuscleMan's tricep as he spoke. MuscleMan's
rock-hard gun didn't budge under the powerful fingers of the black
musclegod. "But," Stallion continued, "What he didn't tell me is how
incredibly sexy and sensual you are. Damn, you are one HOT muscle freak,"
Stallion said. His whole body quivered as he contemplated the desirability
of MuscleMan's incredible physique. He ran his hand up and down MuscleMan's
arm, then brought it up to his huge delts. The muscular, black fingers
moved slowly, enjoying every inch of the steel-tight muscle beneath them.
Stallion's hand moved down onto MuscleMan's thick chest.
"You sure are brave and strong, when you have your two thugs along to
protect you," MuscleMan said. "Why not just you and me go at it. One on
one."
Stallion didn't answer. He smiled just a bit and looked into MuscleMan's
eyes.
"You mother fucker," MuscleMan said.
Stallion moved his face so that the two men's cheeks began to touch. He
whispered loudly into MuscleMan's ear, "No. I'm not a mother fucker." He
chuckled. "I'm a Garrett fucker." He laughed and stuck his hot dark tongue
into MuscleMan's ear.
MuscleMan recoiled, pulling his head back. Stallion hissed "DON'T YOU PULL
AWAY FROM ME!" In one quick blow, Stallion drew his mammoth right arm back
and released it, as if it were a log ramming the door of a castle. His huge
black fist landed squarely in the middle of MuscleMan's steel-plated abs
with a deep thud. MuscleMan's tight torso rippled as it absorbed the
impact. Stallion's powerful fist was undamaged. He drew his arm back and
pounded MuscleMan again. MuscleMan stood motionless. Stallion hammered
again, this time with his left arm. Little effect.
"Well lets see how long you can keep THAT up," Stallion said. Stallion
repeatedly landed blows on MuscleMan's abs. The deep, resonant thuds became
more rapid. Ten hard blows. Then twenty. MuscleMan began to grimace with
the successive blows. He tightened his abs more, to ward off the unending
attacks. But the extreme power of the Stallion was amazing. MuscleMan
fought against the handcuffs and shackles, but it was in vain. The two
musclecops held him tight. Williams seemed to have a special interest in
MuscleMan's arms, and occasionally he moved his fingers up to feel MuscleMan
flex his tricep as he squirmed.
The force of Stallion's gargantuan arms began to take a toll on MuscleMan.
After about 50 hits, MuscleMan began to buckle.
Stallion was working up a sweat. His black shirt was spotted with moisture.
He continued pounding MuscleMan's abs. MuscleMan began to groan in pain.
Within a few minutes, MuscleMan was writhing. His once steel abs quivered
like pudding.
Stallion stopped. MuscleMan tried to double over, but the cops pulled him
up straight. He moaned loudly. Stallion moved close again. "Where were
we," he mused. He rubbed his cheek against MuscleMan's again and reinserted
his tongue inside MuscleMan's ear. He passionately licked and kissed it.
MuscleMan moaned again. His abs were in so much pain he felt lightheaded.
Stallion stepped back and said "Oh man. Where are my manners? Here I am
getting all acquainted with your body, and I haven't even let you get to
know mine." He grinned at the writhing MuscleMan. He stepped back and tore
his shirt off in three or four shreds. MuscleMan's eyes grew wide as they
fell upon the hairless, unbelievably developed upper body of the black
Stallion. Dark ripples of muscle seemed to move in waves. His fucking 25
inch arms bulged with muscles just screaming to be felt. His thick, broad
shoulders were awesome. His mammoth chest was powerful and sensual. His
eight-pack rivaled MuscleMan's own armor (at least what MuscleMan's armor
USED to look like). His narrow waist slipped gracefully down into his blue
jeans.
MuscleMan didn't know whether to spit or wind his watch. He was overcome
with confusing thoughts. On the one hand, he was terrified to be in this
position--trapped by three powerful, ruthless thugs who were bent on
inflicting revenge and horrific pain. On the other hand, he was filled with
a burning lust like he had never experienced. He made a quick mental note
to remember to fuck more black men. This Stallion guy was the biggest mass
of black muscle imaginable!
"That's a good idea, MuscleMan," Stallion grinned. "You really should get
out and fuck more black men." Stallion danced his huge black pecs.
MuscleMan was dumbfounded. How did this guy know what he was thinking?
"Because I can read your thoughts, MuscleFag," Stallion grinned. MuscleMan
was shocked.
Stallion moved closer and slowly began to fondle MuscleMan's large genitals
through his jogging shorts. He lifted his left arm up and began flexing the
mind-boggling gun, just inches in front of MuscleMan's face. The black lean
skin rippled and bulged as Stallion's arm expanded. Stallion lightly
massaged MuscleMan's growing genitals with his other hand. MuscleMan
smelled Stallion's flexing arm. The skin was so incredibly taut and lean!
Stallion's bicep peaked in a huge, round ball. Stallion rolled his forearm
back and forth and his bicep lengthened and shortened. MuscleMan's huge
cock stiffened under Stallion's fingers. Within a few seconds MuscleMan's
rod poked out the top of his shorts. Stallion tore the shorts off, along
with his posing trunks underneath, and MuscleMan's mammoth erect dick sprang
forth. It was 14 inches of thick, muscular meat. It swelled with hard, hot
stiffness. His mushroom head was puffy and swollen. His huge balls filled
his lightly-haired scrotum with steel. MuscleMan was EXTREMELY turned-on!
Precum began to drip down the wide rod.
Stallion stopped posing. He looked at MuscleMan's meat and grinned. "Not
bad, for a white guy," he said. He bent down and stuck his big tongue out
and began to lick MuscleMan's penis head like it was a lolly-pop.
MuscleMan's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Stallion began to move
his puffy, black lips around his stiff rod. MuscleMan's cock was soon
totally enveloped by Stallion's gyrating mouth. Stallion knew just where to
touch MuscleMan with his tongue, and he repeatedly tickled MuscleMan in the
most private, sensitive sex spots. MuscleMan felt his dick fill with
tingling semen. Stallion continued the superhuman blow job for a few
minutes, until he sensed MuscleMan approaching orgasm. Then, he stopped.
He opened his mouth and lifted his head. MuscleMan's stiff, wet cock stood
alone in the air. Stallion stood up and grinned at the unfulfilled
MuscleMan.
Stallion wrapped his muscular fingers around MuscleMan's oversized balls
and began squeezing. The warm, moist skin of MuscleMan's scrotum melted
into the hard, black grip of Stallion's right hand. Stallion squeezed
harder. MuscleMan's baseball-sized testicles scraped together in Stallion's
palm. Stallion began to crush MuscleMan's testicles with tremendous force.
His black forearm rippled with blood vessels. His bulging veins fueled his
thick arm muscles with power--power that began to bring incredible pain to
MuscleMan. MuscleMan began to writhe and fight. He jerked back and forth.
Stallion squeezed harder. MuscleMan's testicles seemed ready to pop. The
powerful black fingers wrapped around the steel balls like a vise grip. The
two cops strained to keep MuscleMan still as Stallion ground his balls.
Stallion clamped his big black fingers and moved the balls around as he
squeezed and squeezed. Only occasionally did he open his hand, just to
reposition for another pulverizing crush. MuscleMan's stiff rod began to
lose it's erection as the blood was cut off. It turned a dark purple color
and became semi-limp. The grinding, crushing grip intensified. MuscleMan
screamed in agony. Stallion squinted his eyes and bent his knees as his
hand compacted the semen-filled gonads.
Finally Stallion opened his hand. MuscleMan's light brown genital hair was
wet with sweat. His dark blue testes were bruised. Stallion's sweaty hand
held the balls for a minute, then he let go. The two men breathed heavily.
Stallion let MuscleMan rest for a few minutes, then he made his next move.
"Now, since I've shown you a little taste of my strength, allow me to show
you what a REAL man's cock looks like," Stallion smiled. He slowly began to
take off his jeans. As they fell to the floor, Stallion's insanely large
genitals sprang forth. MuscleMan gasped. Stallion's huge penis was at
least half again as big as MuscleMan's. It was easily 18 or 19 inches, and
literally as big around as a pop can. Its head looked like a large, dark
apple. MuscleMan's eyes were wide. Stallion's hairless balls were as big
as huge peaches.
Stallion's naked body moved close to MuscleMan's naked body. Stallion's
cock began to grow. He touched it and it grew more. As soon as it was
fully erect, Stallion moved his genitals next to MuscleMan's, which had
recovered from the brutal crushing a few minutes earlier. MuscleMan's penis
began to involuntarily grow at the closeness of Stallion's muscular, nude
body. The two men's pricks touched. Stallion's dwarfed MuscleMan's.
Stallion's warm, black meat brushed MuscleMan's ripped, huge rod. The black
penis bullied the white one. MuscleMan began to experience penis envy.
Stallion's precum dribbled down onto MuscleMan's dick. He grinned as he
watched MuscleMan burn with a combination of lust, envy and fear. The two
musclecops held MuscleMan tightly, and pushed his torso closer to the
Stallion's. After a few minutes of rubbing their swords together, MuscleMan
began to ejaculate. His smaller penis seemed to submit under the power and
size of Stallion's huge cock. It was like a little boy getting off on a big
man. MuscleMan's prick spurt its white milk into the air. The jizz landed
on both men's muscular bodies. The shiny white milk showed up best on
Stallion's dark black, lean skin. After a few minutes of powerful jerking,
MuscleMan was done. Stallion smiled.
"Let's get him over on the bed, boys," Stallion said as he stared into
MuscleMan's eyes. "Lay him down on his back. We'll have to take the ankle
shackles off for this." The two cops moved MuscleMan onto the bed, lying
him on his back. His bound wrists pushed his tailbone, causing his erect
dick to push into the air. Scott undid the shackles while Williams held
down MuscleMan's shoulders. MuscleMan squirmed a bit, but Williams pounded
his jelly abs a few times, and he stopped fighting.
Stallion moved to MuscleMan's butt. He grabbed MuscleMan's calves, raised
them high into the air, and splayed MuscleMan wide. He pushed his dick
against the muscular ass in front of him. His apple-sized penis head began
to press against MuscleMan's glory hole. The hard, black head separated the
quivering ass muscles. It was as if Stallion's mushroom was kissing
MuscleMan's quivering asshole muscles! It pulsed, growing and shrinking as
it pryed the hole open. It slowly began to move inward. MuscleMan began to
moan loudly. This was one BIG item going in!
As Stallion's apple slipped inside, MuscleMan's ass hole closed tightly
around the rim. MuscleMan held his breath, then released it loudly. He
repeated this many times as Stallion's mammoth cock slipped in farther.
MuscleMan arched his back and panted as Stallion pushed harder. Stallion's
mighty body tightened as he forced his way inside MuscleMan's tight ass.
MuscleMan's legs pressed hard against Stallion's hands, and Stallion's
biceps bulged and rippled as he fought to keep MuscleMan's legs spread wide.
MuscleMan could not BELIEVE the incredible strength of this man! The iron
clamps of Stallion's muscular fingers squeezed the beefy slabs of
MuscleMan's huge calves. The two men struggled against each other,
Stallion's massive arms amazingly controlling MuscleMan's mammoth legs.
MuscleMan continued to pant, like a woman in labor, as Stallion slowly and
forcefully raped him. The gargantuan black cock moved in slowly. Stallion
flexed and stiffened it as he slipped it inside. Blood vessels rippled
around the hard meat as he pushed MuscleMan's rectum apart. MuscleMan's
huge, sweaty scrotum dangled his steel balls just above Stallion's inserting
penis. Stallion humped up just a bit and his rod brushed the dangling sacs.
Inside, the penis head parted a wide path as it opened the warm, wet cave.
MuscleMan's soft rectum hugged the hard cock tightly as it pushed in
farther. Eventually, the mammoth penis was all the way in. Stallion's huge
balls pressed against MuscleMan's ass as they hung loosly in his hairless,
black strotum. Stallion pressed his gargantuan quads against MuscleMan's
ass, and crushed his own black balls between the fighting masses of muscle.
He grinned.
As soon as he was all the way in, Stallion let go of MuscleMan's legs.
Almost involuntarily, MuscleMan immediately wrapped his legs around Stallion
and pushed his calves against Stallion's rock-hard glutes. MuscleMan
forced himself down farther on Stallion's dick. Stallion moaned with
pleasure. MuscleMan couldn't help himself. His legs ground against
Stallion's glutes, causing Stallion's cock to move farther inside.
"Go ahead and enjoy yourself, boys. This fag's not going anywhere,"
Stallion said. Immediately, the two cops stripped. Their muscular, lean
bodies were enormous. Scott moved down and began to fondle MuscleMan's huge
erect penis. Williams moved his face to MuscleMan's and began kissing him.
Williams' tongue separated MuscleMan's lips and filled his mouth. Williams'
hand found itself squeezing MuscleMan's hard pecs, and massaging his
nipples. Almost as soon as William's began touching the prime beef of
MuscleMan's torso, he began to ejaculate. This cop had raped many strong
men before, but nowhere in his wildest dreams had he ever envisioned
touching a man so supremely developed and so ultimately sensual as
MuscleMan.
Scott began kissing and licking MuscleMan's cock. He slipped the huge dick
inside his mouth and began sucking. His tongue moved up and down the rod,
giving MuscleMan enough stimulation for three orgasms. Scott, also, began
to cum. Scott relished the thought of overpowering this man who had once
raped him. The taste of revenge went nicely with the taste of MuscleMan's
stiff cock. Scott nearly gagged as he shoved MuscleMan's huge penis down
his throat as far as it would go.
The three giant men enjoyed the bounty of MuscleMan's superhuman body. It
was erotic foreplay at its finest. Stallion gently rocked his hips. He
closed his eyes in extasy. His tight, musclular body flexed and relaxed as
he humped the helpless superhero.
MuscleMan was overcome by this gang rape. The stimulation of Stallion's
galaxy-class cock up his ass, William's sensual frenching and enjoyment of
his thick chest, and Scott's extremely pleasurable blow job, brought
MuscleMan to another climax. His muscular cock began to squirt into Scott's
mouth. Scott moaned as he began to swallow the warm semen. This second
orgasm lasted just as long as the first.
But before MuscleMan was done, Stallion said "Hold him tight, boys,"
Stallion's breathing was increasing. "I'm gunna cum, and I don't think he's
gunna like it." The two cops gripped MuscleMan and held on. Stallion's
mighty body tightened. He began squinting his eyes. His huge body began to
jerk.
MuscleMan began to grimace as hard, hot shots of semen began to burst inside
him. Stallion lifted his hands behind his head. His immense body rippled
with unimaginable waves of steel muscle as he began his orgasm. The "V"
formed by his lats was astounding. Stallion began to pose his thick,
muscular body as he began to cum. He hit pose after pose, pumping his
insanely developed muscles. He liked to pump his muscles as he ejaculated.
Stallion was in testosterone heaven as he flexed his muscles for MuscleMan,
showing off his astounding, fat-free physique and pounding MuscleMan's ass
with his superior cock. MuscleMan looked up at the muscleshow and the
intensity of his own orgasm increased. The two musclegods shot their loads
together, Stallion's into the ass of MuscleMan, and MuscleMan's into the
mouth of Officer Scott.
"Shiiiiiiiiiiiit!" Stallion yelled. His eyes rolled back and he flexed his
body again. He jerked with each ejaculation. His gargantuan cock jumped
and jerked inside MuscleMan's ass.
MuscleMan moaned in agony as his insides were pulverized by the force of
Stallion's ejaculations. He tightened his legs and Stallion pushed harder.
The superhuman cock threw hard, sharp bursts of cum into MuscleMan. It
flexed and pulsed, opening and closing like a sprinkler head. MuscleMan
seemed to whimper. Stallion may have been just as strong as MuscleMan
(although it was inconclusive as yet, since he had had help from his
musclecop goons). But it was painfully obvious that Stallion outsexed
MuscleMan. His lethal weapon was bigger, stronger and more virile than
MuscleMan's superhuman genitals. Stallion ejaculated for over 20 minutes--
long after MuscleMan had finished. His sexual ability was amazing.
MuscleMan flinched and quivered, wondering if it would ever stop.
The three intruders gang-raped MuscleMan. The super hero squirmed
occasionally, but all four of the men in that room knew he was helpless to
fend off this violation. Each man took turns kissing MuscleMan, sucking his
spurting cock, and of course, ramming their stiff rods up his ass.
By morning it was over. The bed on which this heinous act had been
committed was sopping with the cum of the four men. The three intruders
left MuscleMan lying on the bed. But before they left, all three of them
stood over him and jacked off together, their white globs hitting his face
and bruised body. They left him there, covered with their semen.
MuscleMan, semiconscious, fell into a deep sleep.
He woke up, aching, a day later. The semen of the men had dried on his
skin. The first thought in his mind was how he would find Stallion, and
lock himself in a room with the huge black musclegod--no outside help from
those cop-goons. Then they could really find out who is the strongest.